Here is a chainmail i have received 13times...
>>A blue ribbon Poem
>>
>>
>>My name is Sarah
>>I am but three,
>>My eyes are swollen
>>I cannot see,
>>
>>I must be stupid,
>>I must be bad,
>>What else could have made
>>My daddy so mad?
>>
>>I wish I were better,
>>I wish I weren't ugly,
>>Then maybe my Mommy
>>Would still want to hug me.
>>
>>I can't speak at all,
>>I can't do a wrong
>>Or else I'm locked up
>>All the day long.
>>
>>When I awake I'm all alone
>>The house is dark
>>My folks aren't home.
>>
>>When my Mommy does come
>>I'll try and be nice,
>>So maybe I'll get just
>>One whipping tonight.
>>
>>Don't make a sound!
>>I just heard a car
>>My daddy is back
>>From Charlie's Bar.
>>
>>
>>I hear him curse
>>My name he calls
>>I press myself
>>Against the wall.
>>
>>I try and hide
>>From his evil eyes
>>
>>I'm so afraid now
>>I'm starting to cry.
>>
>>He finds me weeping
>>He shouts ugly words,
>>He
>>says its my fault
>>That he suffers at work.
>>
>>He slaps me and hits me
>>And yells at me more,
>>I finally get free
>>And I run for the door.
>>
>>He's already locked it
>>And I start to bawl,
>>He takes me and throws me
>>Against the hard wall.
>>
>>I fall to the floor
>>With my bones nearly broken,
>>And my daddy continues
>>With more bad words spoken.
>>
>>"I'm sorry!", I scream
>>But its now much too late
>>His face has been twisted
>>Into unimaginable hate.
>>
>>The hurt and the pain
>>Again and again
>>Oh please God, have mercy!
>>Oh please let it end!
>>
>>And he finally stops
>>And heads for the door,
>>While I lay there motionless
>>Sprawled on the floor.
>>
>>My name is Sarah
>>And I am but three,
>>Tonight my daddy
>>Murdered me.
>>
>>
>>There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can
>>help.
>>
>>It sickens me to
>>my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it
>>on I
>>pray for your forgiveness, because you would have to be one
>>heartless
>>person
>>to not be affected by this email. And because you are affected, do
>>something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time
>>to
>>send
>>this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that
>>people
>>like
>>her dad do live in our society, and pray for child abuse to wither
>>out
>>and
>>die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.
>>
>>
>>Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse
>>because
>>as
>>crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life.
>>Hey,
>>you
>>NEVER know.
>>
>>This was not written by me
>>
>>please pass this on